After a while, Jiang Xian turned on the orange lamp.
Then she opened up the collection of stories, savoring the tales within.
"What will happen to Xiao Yan and me..."
Jiang Xian's pair of snow-white beautiful legs curled together, as she continuously thought about Li Zhiyan's appearance.
This child, truly, could never be absent from her life.
Her relationship with him had already developed to this point, so could things still come to a stop?
Meanwhile, Su Mengchen was also awake, although she usually went to sleep around nine o'clock.
But today, Li Zhiyan's words echoed non-stop in her head...
Do her legs really look so good?
For years, what she loathed most in her heart was her slightly lame leg.
"If I dated Li Zhiyan, would he really not mind it?"
Su Mengchen's inferiority complex was deeply rooted and not something that could be dispelled momentarily.
However, she truly had started to like Li Zhiyan.